My DH isn’t really handy or anything like that but he took on me and two small kids and I was incredibly damaged. Dv, rape, childhood sexual abuse and emotional neglect. But he held me and taped back together and didn’t let go until I could manage it on my own. He loves my two eldest with a fierce passion and doesn’t treat them any differently to our own two. We briefly separated when I was in therapy after 7 years and he took all 4 kids every weekend for 4 months so I could rest. He’s an amazing grandad to my eldest 4 kids and takes great pleasure in rough and tumbling with the kids every time we go around. He’s just so bloody patient, tolerant and he loves me completely and utterly, flaws and all. Every day I see him watching me just do stuff and I feel his eyes on me and it gets me frisky. 25 years in and he still gives me the Fanny gallops.
he is the best person I’ve ever known in my entire life and the feelings and emotions my body holds for him, the love I have for him , just can’t be put into words no matter how hard I try.